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Chapter 119

“Little Jing, Xiao…. Sa.” Bai Jingcheng was a little reluctant as he called out Xiao Sa’s name. He pointed to several people around him, starting with a rigorous-looking, middle-aged man about 40 years old, and introduced them from left to right, one by one. “Come and greet your Uncle Song, he is the third-in-command of the Song Family. Having heard that you’ve finally made it to the Capital, he deliberately put down his work and hurried over to see you.”

Bai Jing was unsurprised by this. When the news of a level five ability user spread, the power balance between the factions would surely shift. However, it was unexpected that the quickest to react was the Song Family.

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“Hello, Uncle Song.” Bai Jing smiled and said hello. His attitude couldn’t be considered respectful; in fact, it was a little casual. The enemy of an enemy was a friend. Whatever their purpose was, Bai Jing would treat the Song Family with the utmost goodwill as long as they did not harm his own interests. Ever since ancient times, it had always been difficult for a single tree to grow into a forest, and he wasn’t arrogant enough to believe that he could rest easy just because Bai Jingcheng and Zhang Qiucheng had already accomplished some things before.

“Good child! Sure enough, the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. Little Jing is young and promising. Mr. Bai, you have a good son who looks a lot like you. Everyone, sit down. And… who was it? Xiao Sa, hurry up and sit. Brother Zhang mentioned you a long time ago, and meeting you in person, your reputation is really well-deserved. The younger generation will surpass the older…” Song Qisheng greeted them warmly. He had been keeping his eyes pinned on Xiao Sa ever since they had come through the door, and his pupils had shrunk slightly when he saw them before he shifted his gaze away and smiled more sincerely.

The corner of Bai Jing’s lips twitched. Sure enough, people couldn’t be judged by their appearances. Song Qisheng looked solemn and strict, but his image collapsed as soon as he opened his mouth to speak. His words were all empty and carried no substance. How did he look like Bai Jingcheng at all, and could he even change?

“I have long heard of your name.” Xiao Sa cupped his hands in greeting behind Bai Jing. It was indeed true that he had long heard of Song Qisheng’s name; the Song Family had been very prominent prior to the apocalypse, and Song Qisheng’s name made those from the triad tremble in fear. Now, the winds had changed, and the director of public security and a criminal boss had to call each other brother. If he remembered correctly, Zhang Qiucheng seemed to be a very big criminal!

Song Qisheng coughed but didn’t seem to feel embarrassed at all. “Today, I brought a bottle of wine from ‘82. Brother Xiao, we can enjoy it together.”

Xiao Sa curved his lips, “It’s a great honor.”

Bai Jingcheng then introduced the next person, who looked about twenty years old and was somewhat similar to Song Qisheng, “This is the Song Family’s fourth son. He’s with the 2nd Ability User team. You are of similar ages and will have many opportunities to interact together in the future.”

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“Hello, I’m Song Yi. Please advise me later on.” Song Yi stood up and spoke cautiously.

Song Qisheng interrupted them with a laugh and pointed to Song Yi, “This is my nephew.”

Bai Jing looked at both of them and a strange feeling welled up in his heart. These two people must have been born with the wrong personality, right? Song Qisheng looked strict and severe, but Bai Jing was absolutely certain that this guy who was wreathed in smiles had a cruel, scheming heart. Song Yi was good looking and more importantly had a baby face, but when matched with his severe expression, it looked very out of place.

“Hello.” Bai Jing smiled and nodded.

Song Yi pursed his lips. He obviously knew his own shortcomings, keeping his face straight as possible he tried to adjust his facial expression before turning to Xiao Sa, “I hope we’ll have a chance to cooperate together in the future. I’m a level four ability user. I would like to spar with you sometime.”

Song Yi’s expression was full of his interest in warfare, and his eyes were sparkling.

Bai Jing was unhappy. So what if he was a level four ability user? He glared at Song Yi – Xiao Sa was his!

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Song Qisheng laughed as he tried to smooth things over, “Being young is great. Look at how energetic they are.”

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Song Yi was silent for a while but did not insist, “Base training ground number three. When you have time, let me know.”

Bai Jing harrumphed and grudgingly agreed, though the main reason for it was because the Song Family had sent two of their key members today. They had been thoughtful and were worth becoming friends with. No wonder they were able to remain in positions of power even after the apocalypse.

Bai Jingcheng continued, “This is Zhao Haowu, the current Chief of Security.”

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“This is He Yong. He’s now working in the Central Hospital. You already know each other, so I won’t elaborate.” He moved on to the next person, “This is Yu Guoqing…”

Bai Jingcheng introduced a total of seven people, and Bai Jing kept them all in mind. In addition to the Song family, Zhao Haowu was a member of the Qi family, the Chief of Security was under the Qi Family’s influence, and He Yong and Wang Chaowen were part of Bai Jingcheng’s faction and could be used. Yuan Guoqing and Cui Haodong belonged to other factions, and the Zhou Family had not sent anyone to represent them.

There were many other unknown faces, Bai Jingcheng didn’t introduce them, and Bai Jing didn’t ask. Other than the Song Family who had sent out people from the direct family to show respect, everyone else had sent comparatively less important people; it was likely that they wanted to first test the waters and wait before making plans. Bai Jing didn’t mind, but he would only show respect to those who did the same for him. Although they had only just arrived at the Capital, they weren’t in a position where they needed to suck up to anybody.

The guests and hosts both enjoyed the meal. Although the dishes didn’t vary much, and it wasn’t as plentiful as it would have been before the apocalypse, for a group of people who hadn’t had much choice in food, it was a gluttonous feast, and everyone’s mouths were soon glossy with grease.

Bai Jing covered his face. He looked at other people eating in a slow and orderly manner, then looked over at his own team who were all wolfing down the meal and suddenly felt very embarrassed.

Xiao Sa’s expression didn’t change as he casually ate a few bites. He felt that the food wasn’t as good as what Little Jing made, and the vegetables also weren’t as fresh as those found in Little Jing’s space.

Song Qisheng’s estimation of Xiao Sa rose a little higher.